Go

These strangers

Now I know

Race car riots

Basement shows

We're driving around

Or heading back to the city

This morning we had a plan

Now it feels like failing

Slow quicksand

That floating around

I'll give it back to the river

Headed out

Every hour filled with doubt

Where do you go?

Take your time

Get ahead or draw a line

Where do you go?

And why do you need a name for everything you hate?

We keep going at it again

The same old tricks

The same old friends

We're strangers

It's true

I've treaded water next to you

Disappointments, I've got a few

But I'll give them back to the city

Headed home

Heard a sigh through the phone

Where did you go?

Take your time

Be yourself or be mine

Where did you go?

And why do I need a name for everything I hate?

I keep going at it again

The same old frets

The same old friends

And where do I go

When there's precedence for the accidental

Where do I go when there's no room to fill and everything's been said and done?

Where did I go?

And where did you go?